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Chapter 127 There is a little girl named Wuyou
The little girl slowly turned her little head to look left and right, but she had a dazed expression on her face, apparently she didn't know or didn't remember, she looked quite pitiful.

After recovering from the shock and panic at the beginning, Jing Xian's sense of immortality told him that this little girl was not in danger, so his voice became softer, and he continued to ask:
"Then what's your name?"

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The little girl lowered her head as if thinking about something, then looked up at Jing Xian.

"Did you stay in it for a long time and you can't speak anymore?" Jing Xian asked with concern, then pointed to his mouth.

He remembered seeing such news before that a person would gradually lose the ability to speak after being alone for a long time.

"Brother." The voice was crisp, like an oriole.

Feelings can speak, just.
"Brother?" Jing Xian's head was full of question marks, did I hear it wrong, she was talking about Ge Ge, and her name was Ge Ge?
"You call me brother?" Jing Xian confirmed again, the little girl blinked her big pure eyes and nodded.

"Brother." The little girl nodded.

"Little girl, you have mistaken someone, I am not your brother." Jing Xian shook his head and said.

Just kidding, although this little girl looks very young, no one can tell her real age, whether she was placed here recently, or was here more than 2000 million years ago.

If it's the former, it means that someone is plotting against her, so I'll arrange it first. If it's the latter, Jing Xian swallowed, not daring to imagine that she has lived for at least 2000 million years, then her cultivation can no longer be described as terrifying up.

But for some reason, Jing Xian felt that she had no cultivation, just like an ordinary person, unless the other party had reached the realm of returning to nature, which was more than one realm higher than himself, he would not be able to find any traces of cultivation.

It's better to speak well and don't offend the other party, Jing Xian chose Congxin very wisely.

"Brother, don't you want to be worry-free?" The little girl said, tears streaming down her face.

"Hold the grass, my mother can't stand the little girl crying, it makes me want to cry too, I really want to hold her in my arms to comfort her."

"Brother Xian looks like her brother, or Brother Xian is his brother's reincarnation."

"Nimma, brain holes are really good."

"Suddenly there is such a cute younger sister, Brother Xian, let me express my thoughts."

Jing Xian was a little flustered by the little girl, he would rather face a big devil than see the little girl cry.

I don't know why, watching her cry and shed tears, Jing Xian will feel inexplicably distressed, maybe this girl's contagious power is too strong, Jing Xian thought.

"Okay, stop crying, you will be my sister of Jing Xian from now on." Jing Xian figured it out, isn't it just another sister, and she is such a lovely sister, why not.

He is a single child. It should be said that the last three generations of the Jing family are all single seedlings. In the past, they were quite envious of those classmates who had older sisters or younger sisters. They never expected that a younger sister would fall from the sky now.

As for whether it is a conspiracy or not, I can't control it for the time being. Didn't Xian'er say that there is a great opportunity for him here? He glanced at the box in the little girl's hand and got a big opportunity from someone else. It is also necessary to take care of her .

At least Xian'er didn't warn him of the danger, obviously this little girl should be fine, and his sense of immortality didn't warn him of any danger.

"Well, Wuyou is very good, don't cry." The little girl stretched out her arms and said, "Big brother hug."

This.

Men and women give and take, let's go.

Jing Xian bent down, hugged by a princess, carried the little girl out of the bronze hanging coffin, landed on the ground, and put the little girl down gently.

But the little girl seemed to be very attached to Jing Xian, and she hugged his arm all the time.

Jing Xian had no choice but to ask, "Your name is Wu You? Are you talking about Tian Wu?"

The little girl glanced at Jing Xian in surprise: "Wuyou Wuyou, brother, don't you remember Wuyou's name?"

Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke, as if if Jing Xian couldn't remember a word, he would immediately cry for you.

"Why, how could it be, how could my brother forget Wuyou's name, our little Wuyou is the most obedient." Jing Xian said and put his right hand on the little girl's head to comfort her.

Wuyou is Wuyou. It should be the little girl's nickname. I will always know the specific name in the future, or it is possible that there is no surname at all.

"En, Wuyou is very obedient." The little girl leaned on Jing Xian's chest happily.

Hey.

"Brother Xian, let go of that girl and let me do it."

"Starting in three years, you can make a lot of money."

"Little Lolita is really too cute, too beautiful, no, I want to give birth to a daughter."

Jing Xian grabbed the little girl's shoulders, bent slightly, and made his eyes as close as possible to her, and asked in as gentle a tone as possible:
"Worriless, do you still remember who locked you in there? If my brother finds out, I will definitely avenge you."

The little girl frowned slightly, tilted her head to the side, as if she was remembering something, she shook her head after a while, and said in great distress:

"Wuyou can't remember clearly. It seems like a bad old man with a long white beard. I don't know if there are others."

In an unknowable place, an old man was stroking his beard, but suddenly he accidentally pulled it hard: "Hiss, little girl, what's wrong with this deity."

"Don't worry about worry-free, brother will help you find this bad old man in the future, help you pull out all his white beards, and let you vent your anger, okay?" Jing Xian smiled and teased the little girl happily.

"You heartless brat, you are so angry." The white-bearded old man was so angry that his beard trembled, and at the same time it caused the surrounding space to shatter, which was very terrifying.

Huh?Why did he feel flustered? Jing Xian didn't know where this feeling came from, so he couldn't figure it out.

"Brother is the best for Wuyou, this is for brother." The little girl was very happy to hear Jing Xian's words, and handed the box in her hand to Jing Xian.

"What is this?" Jing Xian asked suspiciously, before opening the box to have a look.

The little girl suddenly pressed the box with her hand, and said a meaningful sentence:
"Brother, don't open it yet, read it when you are alone."

"What the hell is it?" Jing Xian didn't open it when he heard the little girl's words, but he was still very curious.

"Hee hee hee, it's what my brother needs." The little girl didn't explain much, and Jing Xian was also very helpless, he could only wait to find out what it was when he was alone.

To be honest, not only Jing Xian was curious, but the audience in the live broadcast room were even more curious about what this could be.

(End of this chapter)